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 1 III  |        be feared! If I feel too hot, I can ascend; if too cold,
 2 XIV  |   dead-wood, and I can make the hot coals tell in a few minutes.”~“
 3 XVI  |       for shelter from the last hot rays of the setting sun.
 4 XVII |      cleared of the cinders and hot coals, retained a very high
 5 XVII | extempore oven and covered with hot coals. Then Joe piled up
 6 XXIII|       countenance was bathed in hot tears.~“Dead!” said the
 7 XXV  |  picture of amazement.~“Can the hot sun have really affected
 8 XXVII|         veins and drink his own hot blood.~“Ah!” he cried, “
 9 XXVII|     with his mouth clogged with hot dust.~“Curses on it!” he
10 XLIII|        Cataracts of Gouina.—The Hot Air.—The Passage of the
11 XLIII|         ll cross the river with hot air!”~“Ah, doctor,” exclaimed
12 XLIII|       to inflate a balloon with hot air. A head of one hundred
13 XLIII|       we shall have her full of hot air.”~“Here it is, doctor!”~